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I'm already hot as a motherfucker
Kenny Muney

All this bread, I'm having buns, but I don't work at Amazon
Thick bitch, she a Amazon, we at my penthouse having fun
How these niggas act like me
But I ain't never had a son (Let the BandPlay)
All these carrots in my trunk, lil bitch this rabbit got the gun
A .R .15 on the south side, you go bye bye, if you try try
Bitch, my mouth shine like I'm outside, money sky high as a high five
Your man probably got some bread, but ho, yo man ain't got what I got
Lit it like I'm getting some game
Long as that brain and pussy fya fya
Bitch I'm hot, on fya fya, fresh as fuck, don't know why
I leave stains like tie dye, I don't dress like your guys
Pockets stick out, so wide, Cartiers got four eyes
I got ice cubes on my neck, I ain't really into

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Bitch I'm hot as fuck, and if you touch, you turn to dust (Yeah)
My gang be the gang and know you cannot hang with us (Nah)
You can't ride this wave, I'm so wavy, fuck a brush (Hah)
Don't make the wrong move, you better bust it if you clutch (Pow pow)
Bitch, I'm fly and I'm insane, I never changed when shit got hot
Youngest banging, chain keep swangin', if you reach then you get shot
I'm no magnet, you been hearing about Kurt Cobaining on your block
All this water on me, still can't put me out cause-

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Writer(s): Kenneth Greene, Krishon O'brien Gaines
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